After All

What is there to learn

From this long and tedious story

That has broken every bone in our body

What makes life meaningful and great

Is still not clear or obvious

Good people suffer and justice is not on

The menu

Time will break all bonds

But love is a great thing

Why?

Why do we live?

I have no good reason

Demoralised and put in the margins

Nothing more than that

Nothing less

Still another day

Another year

Without love or support

Another year

Of hardship in

Front of me

More madness

More crazy people

More crap

Why do I live?